27 November 2010

I want to tear you to pieces, KM. Deliciously, secretly, hungrily. The way you move makes me sweat and bite my bottom lip to hide my dirty little smirk. You are something fierce and you make mornings dizzy and exciting. I dare you to lean in on the crowded subway car and say something naughty in my ear.

19 November 2010

13 November 2010

“The key is to get to know people and trust them to be who they are. Instead, we trust people to be who we want them to be- and when they're not, we cry.” ~unknown

Tonight, I hate you. I hate you for making me (temporarily) lose faith in people because, out of everyone in my life, I believed in you the most. I ache for the last seven years of my life and you will never read this because you are not man enough to get out of your "bad place" and, at the very least, give me a proper goodbye.

I've been hurt in many different and unique ways; cheated on, lied to, broken up with because I wouldn't swallow come, forced upon sexually, etc. You? You've shredded my heart into unrecognizable scraps when you knew the door was always open for you to be honest. My heart aches and YOU DON'T GIVE A SHIT.